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“Me extrañaría que un hombre dejara a una mujer que ha alcanzado un alto grado de libertad interior. Y si lo hiciera, me extrañaría que a esa mujer le importase.”

Book:De Caperucita a loba en solo seis tíos

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De Caperucita a loba en solo seis tíos

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“Wij zijn bang voor seksualiteit omdat ze de basis van onze hele maatschappij ondergraaft: het idee dat ieder mens een uniek individu is met een georganiseerd leven. Maar als iedere man in principe met iedere vrouw naar bed kan en omgekeerd, dan zijn al die verhalen over voorbestemdheid, uitverkorenheid, lotsbestemming en eeuwige liefde lariekoek. Als deeltjes zweven we voor de ruimte, plus en min. En waar die elkaar raken vindt soms versmelting plaats. Ieder mensen weet dat maar verdringt het. De mens is niet in staat tot filantropische seksualiteit omdat er geen enkele reden meer zou zijn om nog iets anders te doen dan dit.”

Liefde Voorbestemdheid

Book:Out of mind

Source: Out of mind

“It was as if their younger selves had never left that place but had haunted it, suspended in time, caught in the moment before everything between them was shattered into dust.”

Love On A Midsummer Night Chirsty English

Book:Love on a Midsummer Night

Source: Love on a Midsummer Night

“Some people need to manifest a well-functioning, beneficial relationship. Some need to develop their aloneness and focus on their spiritual progress. All situations have their joys and challenges, and all can be used for our growth.”

Love Life Soul Spirituality Growth Relationships Healing Consciousness Personal Development Single Or Together

Book:Sonder: Spiritual Fiction

Source: Sonder: Spiritual Fiction

“Mi-am conturat o lume imaginară încă de când te-am cunoscut. Lumea mea te viza pe tine, în diverse momente din viață, iar în toate momentele mă țineai de mănă mândru și încrezător în viitorul nostru. N-am să neg vreo secundă că nu te-am dorit din prima clipă în care mi-ai zâmbit. Ești conștient de farmecul pe care-l ai și mizezi pe asta când vine vorba de femei. Poate mă grăbesc puțin cu afirmațiile, însă nu mi-e rușine să recunosc adevarul. Sunt un om deschis și sincer care așteaptă același tratament. Nu-mi promite cuvinte fără sens, sentimente pe care nu ești capabil să le trăiești, ori povești de iubire fără conținut. Nu-mi promite nimic din ce nu ești dispus să oferi. Și dacă vrei să-ți dau voie să-mi fii alaturi, trebuie doar să mă iubești, iar eu îți promit că voi fi ca umbra; alături de tine toată viața.”

Iubire Tradare Sacrificiu

Book:Plăceri de diamant

Source: Plăceri de diamant

“Ştia că, pentru a domina pe altul, este nevoie de un singur lucru: să te domini pe tine însuţi. Nu exista nimic mai necruţător decât iubirea; cel ce îşi pierdea libertatea afectivă îl pierdea şi pe acela căruia i-o sacrificase. Cel ce se dăruia devenea dependent. Toate dorinţele nevinovate erau doar o amăgire, o capcană. Trebuia să fii mereu în gardă.”

Dragoste Sacrificiu Dependenta

Book:Gam

Source: Gam

“Scott glanced at his watch but didn't register what it said. The notion of time had become as absurd as the quietly glowing trees.”

Drugs Philosophical Musings Visual Moments

Book:The Elephant Tree

Source: The Elephant Tree

“A shaft of moonlight illuminated a row of sentinel silver birch in a phosphorescent glow, appearing almost ethereal in the relative surrounding gloom. Boris had stopped again, his silhouette a stark black juxtaposition against the background of illuminated branches.”

Descriptive Prose Visual Moments

Book:The Elephant Tree

Source: The Elephant Tree

“Scott could feel the contents of his stomach flip over and over on themselves. He turned to the side and retched, frothy yellow bile spilled out onto the newspaper covered floor, filling the room with the putrid stench of previously ingested alcohol. 'Look's like someone can't hold their drink,' McBlane said, and Dominic and Shugg laughed. Scott was still staring at the steam rising from his evacuated stomach contents as he heard the hammer fall. The dull crack of bone splintering under its weight.”

Murder Prose Visual Moments

Book:The Elephant Tree

Source: The Elephant Tree

“The owner of the Post Office was called Maurice. A sixtyish-year-old with a large red nose that was pebble-dashed with broken capillaries, and a smooth bald head with a fuzz of grey hair around the side like the tide mark on a dirty bath. He had a gruff manner, distrusting eyes and a cough like kicked gravel.”

Descriptive Prose Visual Moments

Author:R.D. Ronald

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